{"id":2255,"date":"2012-08-02T23:52:48","date_gmt":"2012-08-03T03:52:48","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/beatrice.com\/wordpress\/?p=2255"},"modified":"2012-08-02T23:52:48","modified_gmt":"2012-08-03T03:52:48","slug":"d-nurkse-sonny-stitt-blue-coronet","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"http:\/\/beatrice.com\/wordpress\/2012\/08\/02\/d-nurkse-sonny-stitt-blue-coronet\/","title":{"rendered":"D. Nurkse, “Sonny Stitt at the Blue Coronet”"},"content":{"rendered":"

\"D.
\nJeremiah Kuhlfield<\/font><\/p>\n

\n

His fingers don’t seem to move
\nas he rips through secondary dominants
\nof “Boplicity,” “Simone,” “Ray’s Idea.”
\nThe alto is a golden fishhook.<\/p>\n

Why such blazing tempi when he’ll die
\nin six weeks? Perhaps in heroin
\nthere’s a calm in which you can fit
\na thousand notes into one beat.<\/p>\n

Drums, bass, Hammond organ—
\nthese are unnamed men, faces
\nyou’ve met all your life
\nand bargained with, nodded to,
\nyet they have no difficulty
\nwith the subtlest modulation.<\/p>\n

The audience is three drunks,
\none cursing an imaginary waitress,
\none mumbling apologies, one sleeping.<\/p>\n

Now try to eat your extremely salted cashews
\nso slowly there will always be one left.<\/p>\n<\/blockquote>\n

A Night In Brooklyn<\/i><\/a> is the tenth collection of poems by D. Nurkse, the borough’s former poet laureate. It includes “Summertime<\/a>” (originally published in The Atlantic<\/i>), “The North Side<\/a>” and “The PowerPoint<\/a>” (The Threepenny Review<\/i>), and three poems from The New Yorker<\/i>: “There Is No Time, She Writes<\/i><\/a>,” “The Bars<\/a>,” and “Damariscotta<\/a>” (which was originally published under the title “Newfane”). Several poems appeared in Poetry<\/i>; in addition to the poem that gives the collection its name<\/a>, there’s The Rain-streaked Avenues of Central Queens<\/a>,” “Psalm to be Read with Closed Eyes<\/a>,” “The Dead Remember Brooklyn<\/a>,” and “August in the Dolomites<\/a>” (originally called “Engagement in the Dolomites” and then “A Marriage in the Dolomites”).<\/p>\n

Drunken Boat<\/i> first published “Letter from Home<\/a>,” and they also have an audio file of Nurkse reading it.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

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